Anyway, I came to Qianzhou, this is the master who can enjoy it the most, and I must enjoy the best here first.

The pigeon of Qianzhou is a must,

His son is a Buddha and doesn't like meat, so he usually just feeds his mother some well-cooked lean meat, or he doesn't want to grow meat. This pigeon is good, according to the old old sent back a handful, Manli said, Yiyi is still a mouth, fortunately, the aunt can think of a child, got some peas to simmer the pigeon, Yiyi also ate some. Zhaozhao is also sighing, meaning that the taste of this light is left behind, Manli and he are the masters who are the best at eating high-quality products......

Thinking about it, the lazy cooking in my hands didn't stop. My son doesn't like to eat, anyway, he knows that his Manli loves pigeons. However, when it comes to cooking pigeons, this point still has to be served and Xichen. For a while, the Führer had cooked how many pigeons to feed her, and thought of a way to please her in a different way. Stewed pigeon, soy sauce pigeon, camphor tea pigeon, salt pigeon, pepper and salt pigeon, sake lees pigeon, the most impressive thing is to imitate the practice of "phoenix swallowing swallow", stuffing bird's nest in the pigeon's bore, and then put it in the soup to simmer...... At this time, Manli was pregnant again, and Zhaozhao also wanted to come out to serve her with a new taste.

It is a beauty to look at the hand that is accustomed to holding a scalpel and peeling the pigeon, and there is no blood.

The pigeon is more tender than the chicken, according to the popularity of the pigeon, in addition to some people believe that the pigeon meat is more flat than the chicken but not dry, can benefit the qi and blood, strengthen the lungs and kidneys, the main advantage is its petite, eat the whole in the hand, after eating the boneless land, the spirit imitates the chicken on the rivers and lakes, the hawkish kind; after wearing transparent gloves, there is no difference between the chief surgeon in the operating room - of course, pediatrics.

"This 'Little Deyin Temple' is still famous at the southern foot of Tangshan, and it is said that it is a ...... built by a monk called Le Bottle."

Zhaolin sat on a chair, stepped on the wooden lining, and reported to him.

And it came to pass that way,

Isn't it just for the property rights of the Tangshan troops, on the southern foothills, the private property rights of some local mountain people have been cleared up, leaving only a small temple: Xiaodeyin Temple. It's not appropriate to talk about it all the time. Zhaolin is talking to him about the reason.

"Le Bottle?" Zhao Zhao chuckled, he had really heard of this name,

It seems that the Delin Grottoes on the other side of Weizhou were also started by him:

In 366 A.D., this monk named Le Bottle, abstaining from purity and emptiness, persisting and quiet, holding a tin staff, traveled all over the wilderness. It was already evening when he arrived in Weizhou, and he wanted to find a place to stay. Looking around at the peak, I suddenly saw a strange scene: Delin Mountain is golden and bright, fierce and vigorous, like a thousand Buddhas are jumping. No, the sunset is in the west, corresponding to the golden light of Delin Mountain.

The mystery of Delin Jinguang has been explained a lot by later generations, so I will not repeat it here. Anyway, the monk at that time was very excited in an instant. He stood in a daze, with a burning golden light in front of him, a colorful sunset behind him, his whole body was illuminated red, and the tin staff in his hand became crystal transparent. There was not a sound between heaven and earth, only the overflow of light and the shrouding of color. He came to his senses, put the tin rod on the ground, knelt down solemnly, and made a vow aloud that from now on he would make a wide range of fate, and build a cave and a statue here, so that it would truly become a holy place. After the monk made his vow, the light on both sides dimmed, and the twilight pressed the vast sandy plain.

Soon, the construction of the first grotto of the Monk Lezun began. When he was married, he widely publicized his adventures, and believers from near and far came to worship the scenery. As time went on, new caves were dug up one by one. From the princes to the commoners, they either built alone or ventured, and all their beliefs and prayers were chiseled into this steep slope. …… This is where the Delin Cave comes from.

"Oh, then this little temple deserves to be famous, just under the banner of Le Bottle, it can be kept for 10,000 years like Delin Cave. ”

"The key is that this matter is not spread, the old man turned out the local gazetteers, and he has nothing to do with the old monk of the Le Bottle, it is all nonsense about the old bald donkey in the temple, he just doesn't want to move!"

"Don't you build a big temple for him?"

Originally, we respected this Buddhist temple very much, and knew that it was difficult for them to relocate, and the conditions proposed were very good, and they also complied with the local laws and regulations. But the monks in this temple are crooked! There is no compassion of the monks, this is not my words, I heard the local people around me say that the Buddhas in this temple have always been horizontal, saying that they are raising a fairy doll!"

He sat down on his chair while wiping his hands, "It's interesting, I like to hear these strange things." ”

Zhaolin then went into detail and said,

It turns out that this small temple of Deyin, the rules can be big,

Usually it is rarely open to the public,

Only during the New Year's holiday, the operation can be grand, so the villagers are called to sacrifice incense, as if it is especially necessary to be popular at that time. Oh, there are also some days when the mountain gate is opened, and the guests are welcomed, and the money and silver are burned like flowing water, and they are not spent properly...... Speaking of which, "these days" are quite sensitive, and they are all the key "anniversaries" of the previous dynasty, such as the leader's birthday and death, which is nothing, after all, the anniversary of the leader is also being commemorated as usual in the DPRK today, mainly because it is linked to the day of "Mei Jingqun...... Her birthday, her death day, and several mutiny moments related to her are all Buddhist temple feasts, when big operations are held.

After all, Qianzhou is a wild place on the border, so noisy, and there are few people in charge. Only the local residents can carry it clearly: it is still not a small source.

Especially in recent years,

This small temple seems to have been protected by the Miao family...... This is even more daring to provoke.

Miao

Zhao Zhao shook his head helplessly, at the end of the day, a stone stumbling terrier here, he still has to deal with his family.

Zhao Zhao got up,

The towel that wiped his hands was thrown aside,

"Let's go, let's see, what kind of 'fairy doll' is doing so many gimmicks to pretend to be ghosts. ”

It's a drop,

What about stumbling blocks,

Let's follow what we eat, is there a reason why we can't eat it here!

The car drove on the mountain road,

When I arrived at the small town at the foot of Nantang Mountain, I was really surprised to take a look, and I didn't imagine the barrenness of the mountain col at all.

Not only is he not poor, but he is quite rich.

Carefully looked at every courtyard on this west street,

The momentum of a typical Qianzhou family,

The elegant houses are one after another, and the high walls of Senran echo closely, as if after one or two hundred years of ups and downs, everywhere has shown old age, but the old and wind bones are still there, and there is not too much sense of dilapidation and downfall. Outside, many of the cultural mansions that seem to be old have long since collapsed, while these commercial buildings are still vibrant, one can't help but think of the difference between a scribe and a merchant, and in a general sense, is the latter really more vibrant?

The street is not wide, and there are two deep rut marks on the granite threshold of each decent gate, so you can imagine how busy this street was back then......

Who knew that Zhaolin approached him at this time and said,

"Momentum, but you know, it's only been two or three years since this town was built like this. I heard that it was all Miao Xing's hard work......"

Shine only a smile,

Generally speaking, I can't understand the "trench" of people like Xia Jiao,

Today, through Miao Xing's pen,

It seems that his "trench master" has been too "low-key" in recent years......